Then advanced, or rather sauntered forward, a grave and melancholy figure. He recited various pieces, its all of which there were many traces of fervid devotion. He appeared as if he would have been content with a small portion of admiration; but the patrons of genius were so pleased with the unassuming character of this votary of the muses, that they concurred in awarding to him a title which conferred a pleasing sign of their satisfaction, as well as a very high moral distinction. This bard I knew to be MONTGOMERY. He took his departure with a look of religious humility.